Had a pair of unrelated Miniature Schnauzers. One of them would bark his fool head off at any dog that appeared on TV. The other I dont think could even see them.
Both of them loved to attack porcupines, if there was a porky within a half a mile they would find him and come home with a mouth and snout full of quills. They never did learn not to do that.
Sure miss 'em.
The dogs I've had never seem to see anything on TV.
No dogs of my own for a few years-it hurts too much to put them in the ground. My sister runs agility dogs, though. Her oldest is nationally ranked with a bunch of medals. Off a course she's loopy as a loon. For some reason, despite a busted leg, I get walkies duty with her when sis comes to visit. That 40 lbs black lab will muscle me around if I don't pay attention.
Sure he looks all calm and serene now but just give him his orange squeeky ball and he turns into a totally different dog. On the floor, he will pounce on it like a cat and every evening about the same time he will get my attention by any means necessary to throw it out the back door with the chukket stick. this will go on as long as I am willing to throw it but I quit when he gets to panting to hard
I could wish a lot of things on my worst enemy but neuropathy ain't one of them.
Got her butt chewed yesterday for taking off after smelling some kind of critter while we were checking out deerstand locations. She always comes back all scratched up, worn out, and full of briars. She then conked out in my daughter's lap and rolled herself off onto the floor, sound asleep. Quite the thud.... lol
Most all my dogs are/have been “quirky “ in one way or another. I just do my best to work around it. I find them to be worth the trouble. The good usually outweighs the bad. 🫤
Golden Doodle is practically synonymous with “goofy”.
We were at obedience training one night doing distance recall drills. It was one of the better looking females in the class turn with her mutt. She walks over to the spot where we set our dogs with her doodle, puts him in sit-stay. She then walks to the far side of the training ring, turns around and faces her dog. On command she calls her dog, he runs straight to her and sits right in front of her facing her. On the command to finish your dog the dog is supposed to get up, walk around you on your right side and come up from behind you on your left side and sits in the heel position. She gives her dog the command to finish, the dog stands up and approached her right side. He goes behind her, all of a sudden he pokes his head out between her legs from behind her and sits with a stupid grin on his face. I lost it... 😁😅😅🤣🤣🤣
Golden Doodle is practically synonymous with “goofy”.
We were at obedience training one night doing distance recall drills. It was one of the better looking females in the class turn with her mutt. She walks over to the spot where we set our dogs with her doodle, puts him in sit-stay. She then walks to the far side of the training ring, turns around and faces her dog. On command she calls her dog, he runs straight to her and sits right in front of her facing her. On the command to finish your dog the dog is supposed to get up, walk around you on your right side and come up from behind you on your left side and sits in the heel position. She gives her dog the command to finish, the dog stands up and approached her right side. He goes behind her, all of a sudden he pokes his head out between her legs from behind her and sits with a stupid grin on his face. I lost it... 😁😅😅🤣🤣🤣
Training only goes so far. It all depends on "so far"...
Several decades ago, on USFS trail crew in the out-back, we had a fellow female summer employee come through, hiking the trail on her days off. The crew leader's dog ran up to her ( apparently on the rag) and stuck his muzzle into her quiff, took a big sniff, then turned to us with a big chit-eating grin..
Barbara was a big embarrassed - we had had all fugged her, but we got a big laugh out of it anyway. Didn't make any points with her however....